OMG! I love it…War Games!
Joshua: Shall we play a game?
David: Yeah. Weird isn't it? Love to. How about Global Thermonuclear War.
Joshua: Wouldn't you prefer a nice game of chess?
David: Later. Right now lets play Global Thermonuclear War.
Joshua: Fine.
Once the testimonial statements were taken and the arrest warrants issues, I would have thought those arrest warrants would have included or been in conjunction with search warrants of those known addresses.
Premeditated murders and the premeditated attempted murders of the other friends and acquaintances of Rick. But thankfully, no pictures of the boys; Casey, Jimmy, or any others back in the home stomping grounds area.
You could tell them you made a mistake and wanted to leave them up; please send the same crew to re-install; probably should avoid such verbage as…those with the nice tight asses.
Hmmm 🤔…Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead; however, who have proclaimed yourself very much alive, in infinite words…that could have contributed to a slight increase in comments.
Oh, such thoughts are butt a moment in time. To win the buckle in this rodeo, you have to ride that bronco for the full eight seconds; and then score…ahem…higher than the others in this contest.
So sorry, no prize for you yet…young rider.
What secrets? That he dribbles before he shoots? Or that he likes to elevate himself before coming down quickly when he’s stuffing that little round hoop?
It’s starting to look like this could be an entire hierarchy of players that may even be duplicated in over areas too; can’t wait for Coop to be a key player in blowing the top off this organization or this cover up of abuse, especially on such innocence already being wronged.
Inspector sir, your back-up for your meeting with the ass-commissioner is on the way up; they were clearing access for additional units if needed, I think they disabled his car too.
Yup, strong emotional outbursts, erupting quicker that his fingers can capture those emotions.
Ha - who’s on third? No, I don’t know, but it ain’t the same as first and second. 😂
Nah, regardless of how Hollywood may end the show, fantasies are edited only by the fantasizer…dare I say, the one shooting the scenes in his mind; I won’t mention the ammo used for shooting though.
He does seem receptive to Joel whispering in his ear, so close, yet Jaxon un clinched and stopped resisting…hmmm. Man Joel, your ass is firm, and so are those thighs gripping my hips…I’m feeling squeezed like a Jane Fonda thigh master…ahhh, do you want to go out sometime?